It started on a Thursday afternoon. Son-of-Eos had caught the crud going around his school–scratchy throat, fatigue, dry cough–and, of course, shared it with EosGirl. (I should be glad it wasn’t lice, which was also making the rounds at his school around the same time.)
But while son’s symptoms pretty much faded out, I found myself after a few days feeling unable to catch a full breath. I yawned. I sighed. I took hot showers. A scary feeling, made all the more scary by the knowledge that there’s a known correlation between eosinophilic esophagitis and asthma. And intnesified by the fact that Mr. Eos said, “Gee, that’s pretty much how I feel when my asthma is bothering me.”
The good news, according to my doctor, is that it’s most likely some form of bronchitis related to the virus. (“Though with your immune system, you never know…”) So, I am now messing with inhaled steroids, along with the swallowed ones for the eosinophilia, feeling mildly but not entirely better, and thinking a lot about how complicated things must be for the folks who do have to deal with all of these things all of the time.
Right now, I mostly just need to remember to use the inhaler first so that I can follow the instructions to rinse out my mouth and gargle, and THEN I brush my teeth so that I can take the budesonide after, and still follow the instructions not to eat or drink for an hour after taking it. And in the evenings, I need to work in the calcium supplement at least two hours after dinner, so that it doesn’t cancel the iron in the multivitamin at dinner…
Makes me feel old. And worried. But, honestly, if it’s a choice between respiratory tract and GI tract? I’ll take the GI stuff any day.